A memory is worth a thousand pictures

Dec 15, 2003 19:06

I was walking home from playing firsbee in the park with Dad, and I had my sweater, the blue one with the green and red stripes and the stretched out sleeves, wrapped scarf-wise around my neck. I buried my face in one sleeve as we walked past the cactus house, and for a second it smelled like Emandal (though I swear I must have washed it since then ( Read more... )

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batgirlblue December 16 2003, 06:07:12 UTC
welcome, captain pomegranate.

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sandicurls December 16 2003, 14:01:08 UTC
thank you, captain broccoli =)

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